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How about buying a dad?

Mo Yuhan hid behind Mo Shaohai, obediently nodded her head, and turned around. However, in the next second, she was attracted by the butterflies outside the window, and ran away without a trace.

Nanqiao tied up his hair and waited for the breakfast time to be served before turning around to look outside. He complained to Mo Cheng, "Look at what father has made of this girl. At dinner time, she disappeared again!"

As he said that, he waved his hand to have his servant bring Mo Yuhan back, and the servant responded with a "ai" before leaving. At this moment, Mo Cheng had already sat down, picked up the newspaper, and was holding a sandwich to his mouth.

Last night's coaxing was already enough to make the little girl sleepy. Now, South Bridge could not resist the sleepiness as he raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned. By the time all the breakfast was served, the servant had already brought Mo Yuhan back.

Today, she was going to report to the kindergarten. Mo Yuhan had changed into a white lace dress, and looked like a little princess. Her round eyes made people feel tender and lovable towards her.

Nanqiao sized it up and nodded, looking very satisfied. "Full marks!" As she spoke, she reached out her hand to rub Mo Yuhan's hair.

A few days ago, Mo Yuhan was still screaming that she should not go to school, but today, there was no ruckus. Regarding this, the South Bridge was very gratified.

However, Mo Cheng didn't think that way. The Little Princess of the Mo Clan was unusually quiet, and felt a little uneasy. Mo Cheng picked up his coffee cup with his finger, and took a sip. In the next second, she frowned, "Nanqiao, isn't that you?"

In the newspapers, Chinese media reported that the American financial rookie, Mo Qiao, had been sent by the working American Ryder Group to manage the operations of its Chinese subsidiary.

On the page of the newspaper, the news was placed in the most conspicuous place, and his changed name, "Mo Qiao", was highlighted even more by the bold characters added by the newspaper.

"When did I apply to go to a management branch in China? How come I don't even know about it?" Nanqiao frowned.

Thinking of the group file on the table in his room, South Bridge thought of something. He supported his forehead and turned to Mo Yuhan, "Little scoundrel, did you do this?"

Mo Yuhan chuckled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. However, her footsteps were calm and collected as she moved towards her grandfather, Mo Shaohai. Following that, in the next second, she screamed, "Grandfather, save me!"

The South Bridge instantly missed. Gritting her teeth, she reached out to grab it again, but Mo Yuhan screamed and dodged everywhere. Meanwhile, the South Bridge chased after its daughter Mo Yuhan in a flustered and exasperated manner.

For a moment, the living room was filled with screams. Mo Yuhan's Ghost Horse Elf had specially ran towards a hidden corner, but suddenly stopped in front of them and ran in the opposite direction.

After a few rounds back and forth, the South Bridge was so tired that it was hard to breathe. Mo Cheng stopped the South Bridge and said, "Why are you mad at Xiao Yuhan? She's only a child!"

Raising an eyebrow, Nanqiao snappily said, "It's all because you and Dad are used to it. You're making her so lawless!"

This girl, she actually dared to pretend to be him writing a report to China. South Bridge, you can't be too angry!

Mo Yuhan hid behind Mo Shaohai, stuck out half of her small head, and carefully observed Nanqiao's expression. She pouted and muttered, "What's wrong with China? Grandfather said that delicious soup dumplings are still the best in China!"

"You!" He still dared to talk back? Nan Qiao rolled his eyes and quickly reached out his hand. This time, he grabbed Mo Yuhan's arm. It was short and very sensual.

This little thing was truly like a small ghost, like a small ghost!

A few people were fighting in the living room. When the commotion was over, his father Mo Shaohai walked out of the living room, turned around and waved towards South Bridge. South Bridge understood that Mo Shaohai had something to say, so he did not say much and followed him out.

It was early summer. The weather was neither cold nor hot and was very comfortable. A breeze blew through the leaves on his face. However, at nine o'clock in the morning, it gave off the illusion that the moonlight was as cool as water.

South Bridge walked over, and Shibai's finger elegantly pulled up half of his sleeve. "Dad, what did you come looking for me for?"

For the past five years, the marks of a young girl had completely faded from South Bridge's face. As a mother, the charm exuded from her body was even better, giving her the charm of a mature woman.

Mo Shaohai didn't turn around, but sipped a mouthful of coffee, "Actually, this is also a good thing."

"Huh?"

"To China." Mo Shaohai's long finger moved slightly, he turned the jade thumb ring, lowered his head, and placed his coffee cup on the white Nordic wind round table, "Nanqiao, I can tell that you have never stepped out of the past."

She was his daughter, and as a father, she had always seen her daughter's emotional changes.

After giving birth, Mo Shaohai wanted to make Nanqiao a peaceful young miss at home, but she didn't. She didn't want to stay at home, nor did he want to work for his sky group.

With the financial and financial resources of the Mo Clan, even if they didn't work, they could ensure that the Mo Clan would be rich and prosperous for the rest of their lives. The place they lived in was the best and most peaceful place in the world.

From the time she was a daughter of the Nan Family to the Mo Family, her status had already soared by leaps and bounds. She no longer had to worry about not having enough money to live on, nor did she worry about renting a house.

Until later, the people sent to investigate said Nanqiao was an investment job before she was in China. The job opportunities and work location were given to her by the Yu Family Group, her ex-husband, Yu Cen Ran.

What she studied in university was design, and the Mo family also had their own jobs, but they were all rejected by Nanqiao one by one and they chose to work in an investment bank.

It was one thing for a woman to not worry about food and clothing, unwilling to take care of her children at home, content to be a big miss and unwilling to accept the jobs arranged by her family. Mo Shaohai thought that Nanqiao probably hadn't completely emerged from the past in his heart.

As his thoughts drifted back to the distant place, Mo Shaohai could only sigh. These five years, although the South Bridge seemed fine on the surface, it had actually been revolving back and forth in its original place.

Lowering his eyes, he placed his hand on the South Bridge's shoulder. "South Bridge, only by returning to face everything can you reap true happiness. You are my daughter, and I hope that you can be happy."

Pausing for a moment, Mo Shaohai continued, "Are you really satisfied now? And our Yuhan needs a complete home as well."

"But, Dad …"

Father, didn't he always hate Yu Cen Ran? Why did he speak up for her today?

Seeing the doubt in the South Bridge, Mo Shaohai smiled faintly. For the past few years, the Mo Clan had been secretly investigating the reason for the divorce of South Bridge and Yu Cen Ran.

At first, Mo Shaohai thought it was an unforgivable mistake like cheating or cheating, but after a thorough investigation, he found out the whole story. Mo Shaohai's opinion of Yu Cen Ran had improved a lot.

"Does he still love you, South Bridge?" Mo Shaohai asked.

South Bridge was staring at the distant scenery in a daze. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment. Did he still love her? Did he still love her?

South Bridge would not say, but in his heart, he should know the answer.

With a soft sigh, Father Mo Shaohai lifted the cup of coffee he hadn't finished, and started walking in. After a few steps, he left a sentence, "Think carefully, child. There should be no regrets in your life."

After Mo Shaohai left, South Bridge stood outside for a long time. After the cool wind blew away some of the chaos, he turned around and walked into the living room.

After breakfast, Mo Cheng, as usual, had to rush to the company to do some work. South Bridge had completed a big project a while ago, and the Ladd Group had approved her taking a few days off, staying at home and not moving.

Since there was nothing to do, South Bridge walked over to the sink and placed the bowl and chopsticks inside. Since there was still water, South Bridge picked up the detergent and the tin ball and turned the tap, letting the transparent water flow down.

"Eldest Miss, about this, please let me handle this!" After a few years of wandering around, the Mo Clan's servants came in wave after wave. Nanqiao raised his eyes to look at the maid in front of him. She looked to be in her early 20s, and her expression was one of panic.

He pursed his lips and smiled, "It's fine, I can wash it myself. There's nothing to do anyway."

The maid became even more flustered as she bowed and said, "You are the eldest young mistress, the elder sister. Please don't make things difficult for me!"

Hearing this, his hands froze. The South Bridge had agreed to let go of the washing machine. He walked to the side, but the words of the girl continued to echo in his ears.

You are the golden twig jade leaf

Hehe, Jinzhi, Nanqiao couldn't help but laugh inside. She had just changed her identity and was no different from the others. Back at Yu Cen Ran's house, didn't they also help out the servants?!

In the next moment, South Bridge's eyes suddenly sunk. Thinking of that cold man, she felt uncomfortable all over. Shaking her head, she tried her best to get rid of her confused thoughts. When South Bridge walked out of the living room, she saw her daughter Mo Yuhan sitting on the floor, playing with dolls.

Mo Yuhan used her two small hands to dress the doll up, changed her clothes and shoes, and then frantically tied her hair. Finally, she held up the small mirror in front of her and inched her head close as she muttered, "Does it look good?"

After drying his hands, Nanqiao raised his eyebrows when he saw his daughter's actions. He walked over and picked her up. "Yuhan, what are you doing here?"

"Mom, is my doll beautiful?"

"Mm, it looks good." Nanqiao laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed. His anger had long since vanished into thin air.

Mo Yuhan picked up another child. "This is the daughter of a big one. She's also very pretty, but …"

After pausing for a moment, Mo Yuhan turned around, and her furry head slipped into South Bridge's embrace, rubbing against each other. "A little kid doesn't have a father. Mom, can you buy a father for her?"

The child's world was simple and kind, but his daughter's words, at this moment, deeply stung the South Bridge's heart.

No Dad

She lowered her gaze and looked at her daughter Mo Yuhan's fair and tender face. Her big round eyes were filled with sadness. She would be sad because she wasn't as much as her father. Then, when she grew up a little more …

The South Bridge did not dare imagine.

In the morning, Mo Shaohai made an appointment with his old friend to go for a walk outside together. Currently, only South Bridge and his daughter Mo Yuhan were in the Mo family, and they were feeling very sleepy, their heads were about to explode.